Sucka lyrics
by Lo Key
[Intro: Chief Keef]
(Bezz making heat)
Suckas, Cdai, what up sucka?
Sosa, baby, know how I'm rocking, baby
GBE, baby, bang
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka?
I been buyin' guns for this chit-chat sucka
I’ma up this motherf*cker like get back, sucka
I’m gon' shoot yo' f*cking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka
You ain’t no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya
Them 4-5 shells gon' damage ya
With this 4-5, ain’t no jammin' up, suckas
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Suckas, suckas, suckas, you know I ain't going lika a sucka, motherf*cker
Nina blow a n*gga down, I named her Wonder Woman
She gon' hold my weight, got so much money on me, like f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em
n*ggas talking that sh*t about Chief Sosa then f*ck 'em, f*ck 'em
Got this .50 on me, it’s so big, I can’t even tuck 'em
Let a n*gga run up on me, I’m so thirsty to bust him, like baka, like baka, like baka
That motherf*cker is a mother sucker, Cdai got 22 shots but he from 600
You ain’t getting gwop, stop instagraming that lil money, sucka
Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka
You a brick we put yo' life on it, sucka
Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka
You a brick we put yo' life on it, sucka
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka?
I been buyin' guns for this chit-chat sucka
I’ma up this motherf*cker like get back, sucka
I’m gon' shoot yo' f*cking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka
You ain’t no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya
Them 4-5 shells gon' damage ya
With this 4-5, ain’t no jamming up, suckas
[Verse 2: Cdai]
Sucka, the police grab D-Block, ask us what we know? Nothing
Y'all ain’t shooting guns, man, stop it, cuz
Don’t make me send that 22 shot Glock at ya
Cdai, where you been at, sucka?
I’ve been up on O'Block but b*tch, I’m from 6Hunna
Catch his ass, that’s his ass, smoke his ass just like some ganja
Dumb f*ck should've ran, but his ass wanna run up
I ain't playin', just sayin', got K's in the van
And his mans, leave 'em layin', on the ground where he stand
On my mans, I put 15 on a n*gga head
Smokin' on a thoink, this gas
Just kill a f*ck n*gga, real fast
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
They like Sosa, where you been at, sucka?
I been buyin' guns for this chit-chat sucka
I’ma up this motherf*cker like get back, sucka
I’m gon' shoot yo' f*cking ass, you ain't no damn cat, sucka
You ain’t no damn Casper
Shooters pull up on yo' block and aim them hammers at ya
Them 4-5 shells gon' damage ya
With this 4-5, ain’t no jammin' up, suckas